We arrived in Limerick on a misty Tuesday evening. We picked up some delicious Chinese food and had a walk around town before heading in for the night as the next day we had big plans: laundry. We hadn’t had clean clothes for about two weeks so we were both really excited to have clothes that didn’t smell bad. We wandered through town and King’s Island, checking out St. Mary’s Cathedral and walking past the 13th c. King John’s Castle in between putting loads of laundry in the washer. We also set up the tour that had been our main reason for visiting Limerick: The Cliffs of Moher.
Thursday morning we woke up bright and early and boarded a big, obnoxious green bus that would take us on an eight hour trip up to the cliffs, along with a few other sights. Being in Ireland in November should equal a rainy, cold trip, but we continued to get lucky and had a clear day. The Cliffs of Moher rise 390 feet above the Atlantic ocean, and as our guide told us, it would take 9 seconds to reach the bottom if you fell off. We had about 1.5 hours to explore and we walked right along the south edge trail. Caleb walked right along the edge at times, giving me a minor panic attack. The Cliffs are a beautiful sight to see and we could have easily spent all day there but we had to head back to the tour bus for our next stop: The Burren. The Burren is a landscape of bedrock with glacial-era limestone, cliffs, caves and fossils, all sitting next to the Atlantic ocean. We explored this area for about 30 minutes before heading back to the bus and into the town of Doolin for lunch. Our last stop of the tour was a quick look at the Bunratty Castle before heading back to Limerick. We took the advice of our bus driver and went for dinner and pints at The Locke Bar before heading home. The following day we walked Kings Island once more, did a bit of shopping and took in the sights, and geared up for our trip to Galway.
Nearly everyone we met in Ireland had the same reaction when talking about Galway, ”Oh, it’s lovely!”, so we were excited to see it ourselves. We stayed at an airbnb in Salthill with super nice hosts who drove us downtown and supplied us with rain jackets and umbrellas (we finally got Ireland weather for the 1st time this trip). Once downtown, we took in the Christmas Market, which was full of little shops and lots of food options. We ate some brats and stopped at a few pubs ( The Dew Drop, Tigh Neachtain, Tig Choili) for pints to warm up in preparing for our wet walk home. Sunday we grabbed a bit to eat at The Pie Maker and walked around town until the rain got too heavy and we were *forced* to stop into Taaffes Pub for a drink. We went back to the Christmas market for dinner and I got a corndog. It made us laugh as most people waiting in line had to ask the guys working the stand what a corndog was, they even had a little diagram outside the stand showing people all the ‘parts’ of the corndog (hotdog, cornbread, stick). We ended the night at The Quays, a really cool bar with multi-levels that had a good two-man band.
Monday came and it was still a rainy day but we still spent most of the day at the bay, walking along the beach, looking for seashells and seabirds. When the rain really started to pick up we walked back into town and warmed up with some more pints at our favorite bar there, Tigh Neachtain. After our easy, rainy weekend in Galway, Caleb and I both agreed that it was indeed charming and *quite lovely*.